I walked out of the gym drenched in sweat muscles sore shirt clinging to my back but all I could think about was food Not protein shakes or grilled chicken No I wanted real food Heavy cheesy greasy food As I got into my car I didn t even pretend to scroll through healthy options My stomach growled like it was mad at me for all those reps I pulled into the taco truck s usual spot without hesitation already unbuckling my seatbelt like it was a race Three carne asada two al pastor and a quesadilla I said breathless like I d just finished a sprint The guy didn t even blink he knew me by now I leaned against the truck still in my gym shorts watching the sizzle of meat on the flat top My reflection in the chrome made me chuckle here I was trying to tone up but dreaming of stuffing my face the whole time When the food hit my hands I didn t wait I sat right there on the curb biting into that first taco like it held the secrets of the universe Sauce dripping belly growling gym already a distant memory My tummy was full my soul was happy And tomorrow I d do it all again